Archive for March, 2008

soo many SIGNATURES for such a small HEART “)

Thursday, March 13th, 2008

I chanced upon this quote recently which is authored by Mother Teresa and I could not  help not to feel mushy…. of course it could mean a lot of things to anyone but to me it only means — I AM SOO BLESSED  to the point of shouting to the whole world how blessed i am and that i have no reason to COMPLAIN even just a bit :)

On a serious note, can you imagine the physical anatomy of our heart which is just about the size of a fist yet it demonstrates a more powerful punch? Isn’t it amazing that a tiny muscle inside our body contributes or is rather responsible for all the emotions we are feeling and have expressed to others?! Oh yeah i know it’s not exactly the HEART which manifests all these emotions we have each day hehehe, it’s actually a part of the limbic sysytem of our BRAIN, particularly the Hippocampus which make us feel. Myth has it that the heart is the seat of the emotions but the truth is, it is a pump to circulate the blood throughout the body and only contributes to the emotions by sending oxygenated blood to our brain cells. So you better keep this in mind that if you want to gain someone’s affection you may ask Cupid to shoot them through the head rather than the heart! Lol!    

Anyhow,  I am delighted with the fact and definitely thankful that my heart gives me a lot of reasons to be happy. For one and the most important at that, my heart allows me to feel all kinds of emotions starting from the moment I was conceived inside Mama’s womb and had only placenta as my trusted buddy which protected me in all kinds of harm hahaha!  My heart never gives up, for the past 29 years it has felt its ups and downs, it’s "oohhss-ahhhss" as well as its "ggrrrs and waahhhhs" but it has remained strong and pounding. So many people reside in my heart and they entwine with the tons of emotions which stay there as well.  Each day i get to experience different things and with such i get to react certain emotions too. I just feel so lucky that i have this gift each day, the gift to feel for people and things, and to appreciate and be thankful for what i have in life, especially to those people who have reside in my heart for how many years now, others may have decided to go and prefer to linger in others’ hearts but still it would not change the fact that they were ones in my heart for a time or so. In my high and low moments, my heart was there to pamper and remind me that i deserve to have fun in the same way that it made me move on and get going again after being crushed ;) Come to think of it, life’s twists and turns are good for the heart because it gives variation and challenge, the drive to get going and keep pumping and throbbing hehehe.

I cannot really choose nor decide what signatures to delete or preserve… even anticipate what’s coming ahead of me but it wouldn’t really matter anyway, the fact that people, events, and even things lingered in my heart for a while or much longer is enough for me to be happy and thankful because they have touched my heart in any way. Indeed, i am BLESSED…the signatures in my heart may increase or decrease in number through the years, the intensity may overwhelm its capacity and even shake its structure but i wouldn’t really mind because as long as i have my heart with me I can exist in any dimension and I will never be LOST, not even for a minute or two. 

So let’s should take care of our HEARTS sweetheart… it’s the ONLY one we have :)  Heart transplants are way expensive, hahah!

the day I found out SANTA CLAUS was not real :(..written on Dec. 23, 2007

Thursday, March 13th, 2008
I wanna share with you a cherished personal Christmas story. Santa Claus was introduced to us (along with my Manang & Manong) by our parents as somebody who will give gifts to children all over the world who have been good and obedient to their parents all year round. He will make a tour around the world before Christmas to check who have been good and bad so he would know who would be given gifts. That’s why it was important that you pray every night and ask what gifts you wanted to receive from Santa. Since the day Pa and Ma told me about it, I sincerely believed that Santa Claus was real. Consequently, when I was about 6 years old, I used to wish that if I could turn back time - i’d love to be born on Christmas Day :) Yes i did - (not that i didn’t like the date of my birthday), but I wanted Christmas as my date of birth simply because it is the happiest time of the year!  The thought came to mind when I started seeing everybody happy and rejoicing on Christmas day - people were all in festive mood, I received a lot of gifts, people were singing in the streets until wee hours of the morning and they were given money for it, I also get to eat all kinds of food and the most exciting reason for me back then was because I get to see Santa Claus hehehe! Anyhow, I was forced to erase that wish in mind when I was already 9 years old and was in Grade 3 when I found out that Santa Claus was not REAL and it was only Papa and Mama  who put  gifts  in all my socks in our Christmas tree.  I could still remember that particular morning when Pa and Ma told me that "they were Santa Claus" and they were the ones who bought my Christmas list that was the reason why they would asked me every night what gifts I wanted to receive on Christmas. I really cried hard when I heard it because for me Santa Claus was real. I just could not stand the thought that all those years there was actually no Santa peeping thru my window to check  if i was asleep or not so he could place the gifts in my socks. :(   It didn’t get into me easily, I cried for days realizing the reality and feeling sad at the same time that there will be no more gifts from my dear Santa Claus in the years to come ;(  Such a sad tale indeed.  It was only when I grew a bit older that I fully understand the purpose and meaning of Santa Claus even if Pa and Ma explained it to me already that one December morning when I was just 9. Every now and then though,  the Santa Claus story still cross my mind and I just can’t help but smile and feel happy that i had that experience which i could somehow share to you and to my children hopefully in the near future. :)

uhmmm, a WOMAN’s like that….

Thursday, March 13th, 2008

This is one of my most loved "truth(s)" about being a woman and i bet you’ll see yourself in some of these lines :) hehei. Juz wanna share with you some thoughts that have touched my sensitivity and hopin they too, will make you smile. 

Woman will always be mushy even if they come out strong…They will still fall for the old bouquet even if they’re allergic to pollen.. They’ll still go gaga over a huggable bear even if they have to wrap it in plastic and keep it in the closet…. And, they would still read a love letter over and over again even if they’ve already memorized each line. :):):)

parting shot:  (WOMAN) The Hebrew prophet says:  be very careful if you make a woman cry because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man’s rib, not from his head to be superior of,  but from the side to be equal with. Under the arm to be protected for and next to the heart to be loved.